[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
Lost Names
An enemy makes life simple.
Drunk on heroes and legends,
uniforms and marching songs.
As if there were not enough
ordinary tragedies for them,
they marched off into history
looking for adventure
and tales for awed grandchildren.
All their names are lost now,
deep in the mud of the past
sinking far below the surface
as time smooths over all traces,
becomes indifferent once more.
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